A Second Chance at Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)

Chapter 1

Bernard Laurence returned to the country, and as his secret lover, Eleanor Shultz was promptly taken to Rosewood Manor.

As per the agreement, she had to be squeaky clean without a trace of perfume or makeup before seeing him.

She followed his preferences to the letter, washing herself up, then putting on a silky nightgown and heading to the bedroom on the second floor.

The man was sitting in front of his computer dealing with work stuff when she entered. He glanced at her.

“Come here.”

His voice was cold and void of emotion, weighing on Eleanor’s heart like a heavy stone.

He was an aloof man prone to mood swings. Fearing his bad temper, Eleanor quickly walked up to him.

Before she could even get settled, Bernard pulled her into his embrace, his long fingers grabbing her chin.

Bending down, he kissed her

ed

lips hard.

Bernard was never one for chit–chat. Making love to her was his only purpose when meeting her.

He may have looked noble, but when it I came to his sexual desire, he wouldn’t let her off easy after being away on business for three months.

As she expected,

She followed the

she woke

was gone

water trickling in the bathroom

a tall figure reflected on the frosted glass.

aback. In the past, he would always leave as soon as he finished, never staying until she

different this time?

man to appear. After a few minutes, the sound of water ceased, and

Water droplets fell from his hair onto his skin; tracing a path down his well–defined abs, exuding a dangerously

and attractive, but his deep, indifferent eyes conveyed a sense of detachment. He looked good, yet the chilly aura surrounding him made people think

with a cold

by his words.

looking at her, Bernard handed her a document. “This contract

agreement, Eleanor finally realized the truth: Bernard was ending their

he didn’t

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reluctant to part, but because he wanted

eventually. But she never thought it

no reason, there was just a simple notification.

in her heart, Eleanor looked up at Bernard as he changed into his

a year left, can’t you wait

left to live, according to the doctor. She wanted to

devoid of any hesitation, as if he

in the face of his

ཁ ཡ ཅ འག གན ཚ

capture his heart. It was time

the contract, she mustered a forced laugh and tried to appear calm and satisfied. “Don’t take it so seriously. I was just joking.” she said. Then, she added, “Actually, I’ve been wanting